So that Friday I'd gone clubbing where I stumbled on this stunning beauty whom when I interrogated gave her name as Leticia.
She sat opposite my table, busy with her phone with a bottle of Andre and a glass of the liquor. I wondered what such charming beauty will be doing alone in the club. Her beauty was such ravishing that I couldn't take my eyes off and concentrate on the Hennessy I was sharing with Abiye and Calistus, 'em guys, we rock the Fridays.
Leticia's skin sparkles under the dim light, her fair complexion glitters like the morning sun even though it's night, the darkness could not rob her of the beauty she posses and how she carries this beauty with such charisma. She wore light make up, and her body tucked in a sleeveless gold color gown that sparkles under the light. Of course, I'm not going to let this fish off my table, this one that's being prepared and brought to me, well steamed and spiced with the hottest of all chilly.
"Oboy, I dey come," I stuttered to my friends and dashed to her table before listus could complete his "where you dey go?" like a freestyle rapper I downloaded my killer lines, hoping she'll get hooked to one of it and fall for my pull with words. This hot chic tell me say "I am not interested" and I couldn't imagine leaving that seat defeated by a woman, never, it have never happened before in the history of my shooting of shot.
So I stayed, I talked some more, I went round the wall of Jericho, hitting my words like a sledge hammer against her tight up straightly shut up wall. And each time she giggled at what I said, I felt I jumped another hurdle. Nna, her hard to get dey motivate me to pursue am till I catch am.
"You're a bit funny" she finally said, shutting back the words that oozed like a flood, I mean anybody who hears what I am telling her will call me a comedian, but ehrrm, that's one of the things. Its fish I want, and I'll not let the sting from the fire as I roast fish to deter me from eating fish.
Leticia didn't give me her number that night, she said she doesn't give her numbers to strangers, and before I could throw another line, she paid for her bills, paid for mine and left. Oops! This falling hand is strong.
But then, I'll not give up, Abiye and Callistus poured fuel to the dying flame of my seducing skills, even though they brought my courage to level one hundred, how can I connect with Leticia to practise the sermon?
Well, the world is a small place, and the mind is the magnet to bring your way what you so earnestly desire, when I stumbled on Leticia at Fidelity Bank, all I could say was "Hey, I remember you, the lady at the bar right? Lety....."
"Leticia," she reiterated before grabbing her teller and storming off. As cupid could have it, we met again this time in a cab. I tried to put my self together and this time accept defeat but not totally, ehrrm, weird but I begged her. Yes, I begged her. "Leticia, why do you make things hard for me? I love you, so much, I can even marry you" I blurt attracting attention of the passengers, who cares? Do they know how long this fish no gree done?
She stared at me for a while, before giggling, "so bro, you follow for those guys wey dey use marry carry fish go chop ba?" Ha, if this lady is not a prophet, she must be a witch, or maybe a typical runs girl, how did she know fish? Of all the words why did she use the exact word in my heart?
"Lety, no be like that, I no say you go dey reason am like that because say we meet for club, but bae, I'm true, I'm real, I love you, its for real! You dey reason say all these our meetings na coincidence?" she laughed. "Driver, stop me abeg!" she said, making to alight, I stretched my hand like I wanted to grab her and make her stay, but this is not Zee World. I came back to reality when she said, "Coming down too?"
Why not if not? The two-fifty kilometres journey I'm to embark on ends here, ha, this moment cannot be missed. I already paid the driver for the full journey but I came down anyway. Thanks to MasterCard, and Automated Teller Machine.
"So what do you want?" She asked me, once the driver zoomed off.
"I want a chance to love you, to be your......"
"You are not serious then" She said, walking away.
"Leticia wait!" I exclaimed and hurried to catch up with her.
"Go straight to the point, Love or Fuck!" She exclaimed.
Ha, that came like a bomb, what-da-hell! Squoosh! "It's errm...." the words finished from my vocal chords, I batted my eyelid repeatedly as though voice could come from it.
"Love or Fuck" She asked again in a this-is-the-last-time-i-will-ask-you tone.
"Love, but if fuck happens, who am I to say No?" I replied.
"Mr. Man..." she began, "Call me Jasmine" I interrupted. "Whatever" she continued. "I don't love, feelings died long ago" She said. "So Fuck is the only option, let's fuck then" I replied. C'mon I'm a man, and that sheepish attitude is for weaklings not a sharp shooter like me.
"Where do you want it? Your house or mine?" She asked.
"Mine" I said, and almost screamed when she gave me her number and collected mine, I gave her my address too. "Get ready for this night" She said, her eyes tore my clothes right there I can swear, and that line ready for this night made my dick jump!
Evening came like snail, but her call expelled the trauma I had waiting for the clock for move faster. I jumped into my knicker and threw a polo on and zoomed to pick her. Such charming beauty will be gracing my bed tonight. And she asked for it too. No, I asked, no, she made it easy for me to ask. As we stroll home I thought up new styles for tonight, how I will throw her, cash her, turn her, spin her, squirt all over her and repeat the scenario again.
Our lips locked the moment the door was shut behind us, and we like hungry children who just received a pack of ribena sucked the juice off our lips. I can't explain how it happened but I know we got stark naked before you can finish pronouncing Jack Robinson. Breathing heavily in rhythm, we continued our kissing, with me caressing her breast whilst she worked my dick. That lady knows how to do hand work on dick, she deserves an award. I couldn't even concentrate in the kiss anymore, as moan left my lips at interval when she did that play pinch on the tip of my cap.
"Are you ready for something unforgettable?" she asked me. "This is already unforgettable" I said, before she brought out her cuff.
"Man enough?"
"Jeez, I exclaimed, is this about BDSM?"
"Man enough?"
"You get to take things easy"
"Man enough?"
"I cannot come and fall the hands of Patriarchy, if I'm not man enough wetin again I be?"
I gave my room last look, the baby doesn't look like one who can thief me, and by the way, neighbors are around, I laid on the bed and she cuffed me to it!
She gave me that devilish smile, before descending on my dick with her mouth, working from the shaft to the base, to the tip, all I could do is wriggle my body, I wanted to cease her hair and push her throat down so she gags. This lady came down, tied my stomach to the bed, making it difficult to even wriggle before continuing her work. She had me under her total control, she's the dominant and I'm the receptive. The fuck was brutally sweet.
Aunty brought out whip, there's nothing my eyes will not see, I'm ready to take anything, the scars will remind me that I had moments with this chocolate. The torture mixed with bliss is second to none, she whipped me across my stomach and sucked me harder. Taking my ball in her bucca cavity, she bit it and sucked it.
And when she finally wore my man her hole, ooh Mai evil... Escaped my lips, the hole is darn hot and tight. The ecstasy as her juice poured over it, the torture is that I couldn't hold her, turn her, fling her, and fuck her like I wanted. My hands felt cheated. I could see it wriggle to be free, to grab that boobs bouncing in front of me, I could only salivate. She bounced on my man so hard, hitting my chin as she bounced fiercely on it.
"Fuck me hard" my deprived mouth muttered, she stretched her hands to my mouth, inserted her finger into it ensuring they are thoroughly wet before squeezing my hard nipples. "Kuku kee me, Kuku Kee me" I blurt, oh my hands, my chained hands, I needed to grab her to my body, and let the heat intensify the fuck. It's the torture my friend, this is torture, being in pure bliss but not able to participate.
She came down my man, and turned in a six nine position, running her tongue from my lips, through my chest to my pubic hair and my man, her pot facing my face, I lifted my head like magnet and grabbed that pie with my lips as I worked the inner house with my tongue. She swirled her hands and mouth around my man, this girl is bent on finishing me. Good thing I got ready for her, I for don cum since.
She resumed on my ball, biting on it as she stroke my dick, I joggled between moaning and venting my wrath on her pussy! She reached orgasm several time, pouring the juice on my face, I relentlessly suck laive!
She resumed with the whipping, that girl can flog for Africa ehn, did I tell you she poured water on me first?
She resumed bouncing, and I swear I had to literally moan-shout as I approached climax. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming.." I begged. Aunty will not spare me. She bounced carelessly on it, that my dick did not break is another feat, my duck strong mehn.
She came down abruptly and I did not cum, she brough out candle and lit it, and everywhere she saw, she baptized my man with the steaming wax.
Hot, minced, sweet, kai, I cannot explain, my man throbbed in defense, the poor thing cannot be defended against this willing torture. The sperm that almost came rushed in, I wondered why my dick was still rock hard.
She waited for it to condense, and then she scraped me clean with her teeth. Resuming another round of intense sucking and bouncing. And when she finally allowed me cum, I was sad and happy at the same time.
But aunty will not stop. My dick after squirting became sensitive, that moment when it wants to be left alone she wrapped her hand around it and was still stroking!
"Please, please let me go," I begged visibly shaking, sweat poured out my pores. It seems that's when the devil ceased her heart, she continued pestering my sensitive dick, walahi I almost pooped.
When she was satisfied, she came in front of my face and squat, of course I lost all strength and courage to take her whole, but seems she doesn't want it either, she shook her waist seductively, doing me you can see but you cannot suck. Las Las, she sat on my chest, and before I could breath, she pooped on it.
She emptied her bowel on my chest, I choked, threw up, I couldn't hold my nose, this is the hell in the fire, she sat on her own deficit, moving back and forth, rubbing it on me the more.
She left me in that stench went in to clean herself and returned, dressed up in front of me, throwing on the bed the key to the cuff and fifty thousand.
She grabbed my phone and ask me whom to call to come release me.
ONE NIGHT STAND
EROTICA
CHINES
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